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He has such good parties I go there all the time It’s all so fascinating Cheap thrills and lousy wine His records – Joe Passe So classy I don’t know I’ve seen his collection And now I’ve got to go

My fine friends wave to me They’re dancing high in their tree

It’s all so fascinating I’m stuck for words, but then His girls are X-rated He’s making films again The boys are all in leather It’s real hot weather but they don’t mind You’re taking a chance If you don’t know what to find

My fine friends wave to me They’re dancing high in their tree

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I don’t know why I bother To get dressed up for this I’d rather be writing just one hit for this mess I think I’ll start dancing And throw some glass around Then first thing tomorrow I’m going to quit this town

My fine friends wave to me They’re dancing high in their tree

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(spoken) Oh boy the movie’s on I just know it must be blue They’re falling over Throwing up ‘Cos there’s nothing else to do Everyone’s crawling around On all fours And I wouldn’t leave now if I were you ‘Cos they’re shutting all the doors

Originally on Jack o the Green by Jools Holland, from a remastered 1983 demo tape:

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Oh dear John I hate to be the one to break the news But it’s concerning me and you This is the letter no-one ever wants to write You may not believe me but it’s the hardest thing I’ve ever done My eyes see other glories Other dreams and other stories And I want to live before I die

Dear John Ten years on I still dream and we still hesitate The passion’s all but gone

Oh dear John Seems we have a bad day every day I want to sleep my life away This is the letter no-one ever wants to read And though it hurts like hell It may be what you need to tell you I never wanted to be cruel But I’m so tired of being the strong one And I don’t always have the energy And you always leave it up to me Dear John

My eyes have seen the glory There’s more to life than my life story And I’ll probably never find him But I have to keep on looking And I’m very very sorry dear John

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Written by Kirsty at the end of her 10 year marriage to Steve Lillywhite, but never released by Kirsty herself at the time. Kirsty’s demo version was eventually released on ‘From Croydon to Cuba ’ in 2005. Eddi Reader performed the song on the BBC2 tribute program in March 2001, on ‘Later with Jools’ and released her studio version as a single in 1994.

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Oh you shouldn’t have kissed me and got me so excited And when you asked me out I really was delighted So we went to a pub in Belsize Park And we cheered on England as the sky grew dark

Oh you shouldn’t have kissed me cause you started a fire But then I found out that you’re a serial liar

You lied about your status You lied about your life You never mentioned your three children And the fact you have a wife Now it’s England 2 Colombia 0 And I know just how those Colombians feel

If you hadn’t passed out while I was talking to your friend It could have really ended badly cause you very nearly had me If he hadn’t taken pity on my heart full of desire I might never have found out you’re a serial liar

You lied about your status You lied about your life You forgot you have three children You forgot you have a wife Now it’s England 2 Colombia 0 And I know just how those Colombians feel

It is not in my nature to ever pick the winning team Sometimes I think I’m happy then I remember it’s a dream Now it isn’t in my nature to ever pick a winner I always pick a bastard who would have me for his dinner

I can never possess the object of my desire Cause he’s bound to turn out to be a serial liar OK I didn’t mention my kids, I thought I’d wait a bit But I am free and single and he’s a lying git

Cause he lied about his status He lied about his life He forgot he had three children He forgot he had a wife And it’s England 2 Colombia 0 I know just how those Colombians feel

So I got into a taxi and sobbed all the way home Called my friend up in Sao Paulo and cried down the phone I played some tragic music and I lay down to die But later I woke and I hadn’t stopped crying

You should never have kissed me, you tasted of deceit Your perfume was Adultery but I’m not a piece of meat So I’ll be the one that you couldn’t acquire I found out in time you’re a serial liar

You lied about your status You lied about your life And I pity your three children And I pity your poor wife Now you can go to Hell I’m going to Brazil Still it’s England 2 Colombia 0

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I’m an autumn girl, flying over London With the trees on fire it looks like home I’m an autumn girl on the endless search for summer Cause I need some love to cook my frozen bones

You needed something to get your teeth into And in my voodoo kitchen you said “I’ve got something to show you, It’s a recipe handed down from father to son For a thousand years, and it goes with those hot salt tears.”

I’m an autumn girl, crying over London With a heart on fire but no-one home I’m an autumn girl on the endless search for summer Cause I need some love to heat my frozen bones

Get me on the boil and reduce me To a simmering wreck with a slow kiss To the back of my neck Carve up my heart on a very low flame Separate my feelings then pour them down the drain Close my eyes and sweeten me with lies Pierce my skin with a few well chosen words Now you can stuff me with whatever you’ve got handy And on a cold grey day a cold grey man will do

I’m an autumn girl, flying over London With the trees on fire it looks like home I’m an autumn girl on the endless search for summer Cause I need some love to heat my frozen bones

So give me something to whet my appetite And chill my soul with a sudden lack of interest Oh, but the winter freezes on and the candle’s burned low Fill me with the hot stuff then say you’ve got to go Take my mind, marinade it in red wine Grate my thighs with your chinny chin chin And I will let you in Oh on a long dark night a long dark man might …

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Paisley and Charlie:

Also, Kendall Meade is a former member of Helium and Sparklehorse. Blogger Jim Hanas wrote about her ‘smoking cover of this smokey ode to loneliness and resignation from MacColl’s final record’.

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She called me up the other day And left a message on my machine She called to say you broke her heart And she wondered if I’d seen you I didn’t know what to do I never called her back Oh how could I break the news like that?

No I don’t want to see Caroline Don’t want to see her face when she finds out you’re mine Can’t look in her eyes and tell her love is blind No I don’t want to see Caroline I don’t want to see Caroline

How can I want you so bad She has to lose again How could you walk out on her And turn to her best friend? It was wrong from the start I wish I’d turned you away And my head said go And my heart, my heart said stay

And now I don’t want to see Caroline Don’t want to see her cry when she knows you’re mine Can’t look in those eyes and tell her she’ll be fine No I don’t want to see Caroline I don’t want to see Caroline

I’m so ashamed of myself but I still want you What a terrible thing for a friend to do I think I’ve gone too far this time I leapt across that thin blue line God help this selfish heart of mine No I don’t want to see Caroline I can never face Caroline

Though I lie here with you Can’t get her out of my head Do you think she knows that you share my bed? Well I don’t want to see Caroline Don’t want to see her face when she finds out you’re mine How can a friend be so unkind? No I don’t want to see Caroline I don’t want to see Caroline I don’t want to see Caroline I don’t want to see Caroline

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I just know though I can’t see but I can feel his hands all over me His hot breath on me, I can’t resist his rope, my wrists I never knew there might be days like this ‘Dream on’ he says, ‘Dream on’ he says Will I be saved from these titanic days

A violent frenzy in a none too cheap hotel He says it’s hazy but I remember it so well His arms, his face, the way my words got twisted out of place ‘Dream on’ he says, ‘Dream on’ he always says It’s sink or swim in these titanic days

So hot so hungry, so fare thee well goodbye I got so angry, now I sit here and sigh My love, always, we should rejoice in these titanic days ‘Dream on’ he says, ‘Dream on’ he says Will I be saved, will I be saved ‘Dream on’ he says, ‘Dream on’ he says Do you ever get that sinking feeling?

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